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19 October 2003
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Heather: How would you describe your life, Mother?

Audrey Mae MacDonald

Audrey: I feel as if my life was floating along with my head out of water. Not deep in trouble but not too graciously happy either. Just floating along with my head just out of water. Of course, the happiest time in life was when I held a baby. I used to tell your father that the children come first.

20 December 2003
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Heather: Tell me about some of the people there at Alpine?

Milton Earl MacDonald and Audrey Mae Spencer

 
Audrey: An old friend of mine, when I was young, is here (at Alpine). Milton and her husband were close friends. Theo is here now. She’s very nice. I knew her way back then. Her husband, Bill (Wilfred), and Milton were good friends and Theo and I were good friends. We all went to dances together at Shrub Hill (country barn). This was before we married. At first, I went with Jeannie to the Apponaugh Grange Hall. I remember I always had my favorite coat on. I went with Jeannie who went all the time. There was a man standing in front. I remember that he had pimples on his face. He said I am Wilfred Grove’s friend, Milton, and he asked me to dance. Dad was such a good dancer! I danced with him. Whenever he was there, I always danced with him ever after. Then he would pick me up. His sister Gladys would let Dad take her car every Saturday night. Gladys had a beautiful little roaster. The top could go down and the car would be open. Dad was nineteen years. I was twenty-one. Then he got a junky car. I never had many boyfriends. I just had him. Beatrice Shippee’s cousin wanted to date me, but I did not want to date him. I felt bad, as he was Beatrice’s cousin.

1 February 2004
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Heather: What did Dad think about your mother?

Mary Jane Vaughn Spencer

Audrey: Milton said that my mother (MaryJane [née Vaughn] Spencer) is the best woman in all the world. He came every night. She was glad to see Milton. He played the guitar. She let him in every night. Grandma loved music. She and her sister, Rachel, were two little girls in blue and they sang in church.